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A critical reading of Hardy’s celebrated Christmas poem – by Dr Oliver Tearle. ‘The Oxen’ was published on Christmas Eve 1915 in The Times. It is one of Thomas Hardy ’s best-loved poems, often anthologised. Below is ‘The Oxen’ with a few words of analysis. The Oxen. Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. By the embers in ...
About Thomas Hardy. Thomas Hardy was born in 1840 and died in 1928. He was an English novelist and poet. Thomas Hardy was greatly influenced by southern England, where he was born and raised. His works expand through the Victorian and the Modern era. Thomas Hardy published eight volumes of poetry during the last twenty years of his life.
Lament Thomas Hardy. How she would have loved A party to-day! - Bright-hatted and gloved, With table and tray And chairs on the lawn Her smiles would have shone With welcomings…. But She is shut, she is shut From friendship's spell In the jailing shell Of her tiny cell. Or she would have reigned At a dinner tonight With ardours unfeigned, And ...
Poem Analyzed by Steven Ward. B.A. Honors in English Literature. Like so many of his poems, ‘Her Initials’ by Thomas Hardy dives headfirst into an incredibly intimate experience with grief and depression. One that revolves around such a seemingly mundane and overlooked detail — which only makes the poem all the more devastating for the ...
In the second stanza of ‘Afterwards,’ the speaker adds more detail to the world post-death. It is dusk, and the sky is darkening. He considers that it might be like this when “it” happens or he dies. The hawk comes out at dusk and flies quietly across the sky to land on a bush while an onlooker blinds soundlessly.
Powered by LitCharts content and AI. Thomas Hardy's "Hap" laments the fact that life is governed by chance ("happenstance"). The poem's downtrodden speaker argues that even a cruel god would, in a way, be preferable to random bad luck. Hardy wrote "Hap" in 1866 and later included it in his debut poetry collection, Wessex Poems and Other Verses ...
Jun 10, 2017 · A Wife in London Thomas Hardy. She sits in the tawny vapour That the Thames-side lanes have uprolled, Behind whose webby fold-on-fold Like a waning taper The street-lamp glimmers cold. A messenger's knock cracks smartly, Flashed news in her hand Of meaning it dazes to understand Though shaped so shortly: He—he has fallen—in the far South ...
